C30 All Net-black Smiling Depression

In the narrow carriage, Bai Zi carefully held Jing Mo's head and rested it on his lap. Because it was dark just now, he did not notice it. Now as he approached, Bai Zi noticed that Jing Mo's face did not look too good.

Bai Zi pursed his lips and wanted to reach out his hand to smooth Jing Mo's tightly furrowed brows, but just as he reached out his hand, he found Jing Mo's still open white shirt